(Okay, here's the deal. Read Fire Coloured Jewel, get to know SoCo. Then jump over to Indigo X's territory, and read Gilded Nightmares - and finally, come back here and start Emeralds. If you don't, chronologically, you'll get real messed up. As always, SoCo Calloway is (c) me, Kari Foley is (c) Indigo X, and any WWE (F, G, R, Q, etc...) characters are decidedly not mine.)

Emeralds

By AmaraSidhe

i.

"Molly Holly, Women's Champ and Virgin Empress? I don't know how much more bullshit I can take." Grunting a little, I rolled my eyes, then turned off the TV.

"If I hadn't twisted this ankle..."

"You probably would have had your spleen busted open by the Next Big Thing." Kari Foley snickered a little, then turned the TV back on, flipping through a few channels before settling on the Crocodile Hunter.

"Now see, I think this dude has more sense than you and Jeff Hardy combined."

"I just piss guys off who are at least twice my size, not venomous snakes. I wouldn't but that past Jeff, though."

Crossing my arms for a second, I half-jumped as the phone rang.

Rob.

It was late for him, really - a little after midnight. Since I'd pulled an Exorcist on my left ankle and spun it all the way around...

He'd been a very diligent surfer bum boyfriend, calling me every night.

"Hey babe..."

"Ow..." When a conversation with Rob starts out like that, you know it just can't be good.

"What'd you do now?"

"Lesnar..."

I merely growled. Do not get me started on Brock Lesnar. Just because the guy is the state of South Dakota...

I really want to show him a thing or two.

"Oh, and Jeff has a ladder match against your dad for the un..."

"WHAT?"

"But other than that, how the hell are ya?"

"From the sound of it, I'm fine, and ya'll have been lobotomized."

It was the truth, really.

"Found some more info about my mom..."

Yes, since I'd been injured, I've been trying to figure something out. Right before my mom died, she told me I might have a half-brother.

And...I had time, so I dug up some clues - can't piece them together for shit, yet, but -

I'm getting close.

"And...I'll be back in a few days..."

"Cool. I'm gonna go get some ice. Sorry - I feel like I'm dying..."

"I wish I could kiss it better...." That was said slightly deviously. After all that had happened in the past, especially with Goldust -

After Rob and I had survived that, we'd got a hell of a lot closer.

Emotionally. Playfully.

But obviously, sexual relations suffered for a bit, but....

Can you blame the guy?

"I miss you, 'Gin."

"Five days, Van Dam. Five days."

Five days, and I'd be back in business.

And hopefully...I can find out this whole family mystery thing, too.

But - back in business, first.